A love letter to the woman who left me for someone else.

Kimberly,

We were so young and so full of brazen optimism and youthful stupidity. What happened? Did you leave me because of how we started? You know it wasn't my fault, you know that I couldn't control myself. It was just all so much to handle, I felt compelled to do those things I did to you and your friends. I am sorry for hurting you, but I am so thankful for you and your friends for helping me and saving my soul.

I look back at what we did. I look back at the war we were fighting then. I think about all the awful things you and I went through together. I think about the war and how we went through such incredible odds and came out the other end limping, but in one piece. We fought them by ourselves just you and me and the rest of the team. It seemed like the world was against us sometimes but you were always there.

Then I left, stripped of all my responsibilities and power to help you and everyone else. They took it all away from me, but we managed to get by, we managed to establish new leadership in the squad. I wonder if you still thought of me while you were out there and I was not. I wonder if you still longed for me to be around.

They made a mistake though, they didn't expect me to come back. And when I did, everything was good again. We fought like we used to, this time with a new fire, one that burned hotter and drove us to even greater victories in our war against the evil tyranny that was trying to overcome us all.

Then she came along; Katherine. She pined for my love, she tried to make you jealous, but you must've known. You must've know how much I was beholden to your charms. How much I could never replace you. Then... then you left me. You were transferred to Florida. We would talk occasionally on the phone but I knew that every day you were slipping further from me. Between my responsibilities of taking care of the Earth and all its freedoms and you and your duties, we talked less, we wrote less. It got harder and harder to be together.

Then the day came when your inevitable letter arrived. I thought I was ready for it, but it hit me harder than I thought, you left me for someone else. I had to be strong for the team though. I couldn't look weak in Rocky's, Adam's, Aisha's, Billy's and Katherine's eyes. They needed a strong leader and I took the blow quietly.

I was young then and angry at you for leaving me for someone. But I still wonder how you could have left me after everything you and I went through together. We saw things that would cripple the minds of most with shock and we nearly died dozens of times. Sometimes I wonder if the space garbage bin hadn't been discovered, and all those events leading up to Rita and Lord Zedd forcing us to split would have kept us together. Would it have been worth it? Was any of it worth it? I don't know.